Monday, March 26, 2007

things i do when i'm sad.

dear spanky,

eee! i love those news accounts where a heinous crime is comitted and the person fesses up to one little bit of it but certainly not the rest - the rest of it had to be the work of a sick mind, indeed. well, i shouldn't say i LOVE them, because there is murder and the rest, but i can't help but be intrigued...

it seems right that, coming upon your already dead husband you might, say, chop him up and fry him in a moment of grief. i suppose i'll buy it. innocent, i say. clearly she was just sad to lose him.

we've gotta get you back on a healthy regimen. read your 'eat right for malnourished, scurvied dummies' book, get on the flax pudding and get to the gym. that'll fix you up real good just like last time.

i'm done the essay. never again. i mean it this time. never. not even a whole MONTH from now. never to the extreme.

paradigms,
sticky

mmm . . . bacon.

Brazilian housewife convicted of killing, cooking husband
Friday, March 23, 2007 | Canadian Press

SAO PAULO, Brazil (AP) - A Brazilian housewife was convicted and sentenced to 19 years in prison Friday for killing her husband, chopping his corpse into small pieces and frying it.

Rosanita Nery dos Santos, 52, was sentenced by Judge Casio Miranda in northeastern Bahia state after a 15-member jury found her guilty of killing retired police officer Jose Raimundo Soares dos Santos, court spokesman Francisco Ribeiro said.

"On June 23, 2005, Rosanita Nery dos Santos drugged her husband and stabbed him to death while he slept," Idmar Bonfim, a spokesman for the Salvador Civil Police Department said.

"She then hacked his body into more than 100 pieces, which she boiled and fried before hiding them in plastic bags underneath the staircase of her house."

Santos denied killing her husband but said she chopped up his body, Bonfim said.

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What the . . . ? Was she, like, "Sure, i chopped him up and fried him. But I didn't kill him. What do you think, I'm some sort of sicko?"

also: why would you go to all that trouble of cutting and boiling and frying if you weren't going to do any eating?

also: i am totally burned out. in a rut. feeling gross and sleepy all. the. time. slept till 6 p.m. on sat. (yeah, p.m.)

what am i supposed to do?

going for coffee now. zzzzzzzzzz. (haha. that last part reads like some gay cathy cartoon. heh. maybe i'll get myself a big cookie . . . )